"Did I really accidentally kill me?"

The monk surnamed Zeng muttered in his heart.

At that time, Wang Changsheng looked a little miserable, and in a short period of time, he would definitely not be able to recover, and several people didn't care, and they were dumped to death by a monk surnamed Zeng, or it is possible.

Only the dead did not have any breath, and with the surrounding dirt flying, they were buried on the ground.

"Zeng Daoyou, why are you so careless..."

The monk surnamed Yang said softly.

The monk surnamed Zeng could only grit his teeth secretly, there was no way, who would have thought that the rotten iron sword would be so heavy.

"Are you looking for me?"

Just as the three of them were about to return to the pit and try again, a faint voice came from behind the three of them.

"Who?"

The three of them were immediately startled, and when they looked back, they immediately saw that the person who spoke was exactly what the three of them had been looking for...

Wang Changsheng!

At this moment, Wang Changsheng's whole body looked tattered, his body was covered with large and small wounds, and even a rib protruded from his chest.

Not only that, Wang Changsheng's face was also unrecognizable, and he couldn't see it at all.

"The breath is wrong!"

When the monk surnamed Zeng saw Wang Changsheng standing in place, looking at Wang Changsheng standing not far away, he suddenly felt a hairy feeling on his back.

Panic!

Wang Changsheng stood not far behind the three of them, and the three of them turned around and faced Wang Changsheng face to face, but if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have felt any breath on Wang Changsheng's body at all.

Wang Changsheng, who doesn't have any breath on his body, is he a dead man?

"Take it and talk about it!"

A cold voice came from the mouth of the monk surnamed Zeng.

No matter what happened to Wang Changsheng, or why Wang Changsheng had no breath on his body, Wang Changsheng's strength was there, but it was comparable to a Yuanying early realm cultivator.

This kind of strength is still under the blessing of that powerful broken sword, and now Wang Changsheng's hands are empty, maybe he can't even exert the strength comparable to the early stage realm of Yuan Ying.

What's more, Wang Changsheng was so seriously injured that he even stumbled a little when he walked, and he still wanted to fight?

The three of them shot directly, and the spell directly crushed towards Wang Changsheng.

This time, the three of them didn't use all their strength, Wang Changsheng is so miserable now, if he accidentally kills Wang Changsheng, it will be troublesome, the three of them haven't gotten the information about the Langcang Sword from Wang Changsheng's mouth.

Once Wang Changsheng didn't say anything, the three of them couldn't afford to hold the Langcang Sword at all.

As for whether the Langcang Sword is heavy, the three of them are still unsure.

Perhaps, the Langcang Sword has special attributes or something, otherwise, with the cultivation of the early Yuan Infant realm, even the mountain can be overturned, and he can't move a sword?

The quasi-machine can be overturned!

Take down Wang Changsheng and ask for the information of Langcang Sword, this is the goal, not to kill Wang Changsheng!

Phew!

As soon as the three of them approached Wang Changsheng, they heard a hissing sound coming from Wang Changsheng's body.

"It's... Is this talent?"

"It shouldn't be, he's not a demon cultivator!"

"It's like... Looks like I've seen..."

...

The three of them heard a hissing sound coming from Wang Changsheng's body, and then they saw a fiery red shadow rushing out of Wang Changsheng's body.

"What is this?"

The three of them were all startled when they saw the fiery red figure rushing out of Wang Changsheng's body.

If the three of them are not mistaken, what rushed out of Wang Changsheng's body should be a talent and supernatural power that only demon cultivators have!

That's right, in the Weitian Realm, the power that is stimulated in the bloodline of demon cultivators is called supernatural power, because that is their innate ability, even if other cultivators want to cultivate, it is simply impossible.

"He's a demon cultivator?"

The monk surnamed Zeng asked in a deep voice, his expression a little solemn.

Demon cultivation, in the Weitian Realm, is not easy to mess with, fortunately, Wang Changsheng is from the Shen Heaven Realm, and it has nothing to do with the demon cultivation of the Weitian Realm.

"It's not!"

The monk surnamed Yang looked a little shocked as if he had thought of something, and even his tone trembled a little: "You... Do you remember..."

"What do you remember?"

Seeing the appearance of the monk surnamed Yang, the other two Yuanying early realm monks also frowned.

"Shangyang!"

The monk surnamed Yang said with some uncertainty.

"Impossible!"

"That's!"

The other two said directly, with some scolding tones in their voices.

"Shangyang"...

This word, in the Weitian Realm, is taboo.

Even if the word "Shangyang" has disappeared for a long time in the Weitian Realm, no one is willing to mention this word, because the monks of the Weitian Realm have been left with a lesson of blood and tears by the word "Shangyang".

The three of them all looked at Wang Changsheng, and when they saw the three magic attacks falling on Wang Changsheng's body, they were directly blocked by the fiery red phantom that flew out, and they all showed solemn expressions.

Even if they don't want to admit it, in this situation, the three of them can already be sure that Wang Changsheng is not a demon cultivator.

Moreover, the characteristics on his body are very much in line with the definition of "Shangyang" by the monks of the Weitian Realm!

If it's really Shangyang...

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw fear in the eyes of the other two!

What about the powerhouses in the early stage of the Yuan Infant realm? In front of the two words "Shangyang", these two words alone can scare them off!

"Wait!"

In the eyes of the other two, the monk surnamed Zeng saw fear, and the monk surnamed Zeng knew that these two people wanted to run away.

"This person is from Shen Tian Realm, Shen Tian Realm, but there is no Shangyang!"

"What's more, this is the characteristic of demon cultivation, don't forget, what is the most terrifying thing about the group of people who are really on the sun!"

The monk surnamed Zeng said.

In a word, until now, the monk surnamed Zeng did not believe that Wang Changsheng had anything to do with "Shangyang".

Perhaps, Wang Changsheng is a demon cultivator who is good at disguise.

The other two couldn't make up their minds for a while.

"Forget it, I'm not going to take any chances!"

The monk surnamed Yang opened his mouth at this time and said: "My strength is also difficult to grab, so I won't fight!"

Saying that, the monk surnamed Yang did not hesitate at all, and turned around and left directly.

Although the Langcang Sword is good, it must also have a life to get it, once Wang Changsheng is really from "Shangyang", and whether he can grab the Langcang Sword or not, it is his own life, and there will be a great threat.

Only by enduring loneliness and enduring temptation can we go further in this complex cultivation world...

Phew!

The monk surnamed Yang had just turned around and was about to leave, when another hissing sound sounded.

The monk surnamed Yang was attracted by the hissing sound and immediately turned his head to look at Wang Changsheng.

"Run!"

Just seeing Wang Changsheng's appearance, the monk surnamed Yang showed a frightened look, without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and ran away, as for the other two?

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